Chapter 661

Although the shopkeeper made harsh remarks, the pudgy monk didn't care. He still said with a smile to himself: "A monk is asking for alms, but he is no different from a beggar. Although I don't like monks, but I pity beggars, I can treat the monk as much as I can."

Just treat him like a beggar and give him some scraps of soup, just think of it as a good deed."

As the monk spoke, he handed the broken porcelain bowl to the shopkeeper. However, the broken bowl was still a few feet away from the shopkeeper, and a sour smell had already hit him, making the shopkeeper almost faint. He hurriedly used the sleeve of his left hand to

He covered his mouth and nose, took two or three steps back, and waved the sleeve of his right hand in front of him a few times, as if he wanted to sweep aside all the stench emanating from the broken bowl.

The monk looked at the shopkeeper with a smile and said, "Master, I only need to appreciate the food. The monk will naturally turn around and leave. He won't even stay here."

A nearby tenant who was watching the fun obviously smelled the sour smell emanating from the broken bowl, so he also reached out to cover his mouth and nose with his sleeves, and said in a low voice: "Don't you think you can let shit out of this broken bowl?"

I’m afraid it smells a hundred times worse than fart!”

Su Yan felt unhappy when he heard the dirty words spoken by these people. He couldn't help but frown and took a few steps back. Most of his body had retreated into the corridor.

But the monk said with a smile: "In the past, there was an eminent monk, Master Yixuan, who was superb in Buddhism and was known as the first monk in Zen Buddhism. One day, a monk came to the temple and wanted to embarrass Master Yixuan. As soon as he met him, he asked

"Who is the Buddha?" Master Yixuan said with a smile, "It's just a stick of shit." Master Yixuan and other eminent monks use the word "stick of shit" to refer to the Buddha. This uncle used the word "shi" to refer to the monk. That's

It’s an honor for a monk. But how virtuous and capable a monk is, how can he be compared with Buddha?! Haha, haha.”

Everyone saw that the monk had a horrible face, tattered clothes, and filthy words. He actually talked about shit in the inn, and everyone was angry. The tenant who had been robbed by him was even more furious, and he picked up the money on the counter.

He took a stick and hit the monk.

The monk was looking at the shopkeeper with a smile to himself. Everyone around him was pointing at him and making noises. Therefore, without any precaution, the stick had already hit the broken bowl he was holding in his left hand. The monk screamed in surprise and shouted:

"This can't be done! You can't break it to pieces for me, eating guy!"

He flipped his left hand, and the broken bowl immediately fell from his hand. The stick in the tenant's hand barely passed by the back of his hand, and naturally the blow was empty.

Seeing the broken bowl falling to the ground, the monk picked it up with his left hand and held the broken bowl in his palm. The monk held the broken bowl in front of him again, but he was completely unaware of what the tenant had done.

Concerned, he looked at the shopkeeper with a smile and said: "Master, please give me some leftovers."

At first, Li Qiufeng saw that the monk looked disgusting and did not look like a kind person. He only thought that he was a wild monk who came to fight against the autumn wind, but he didn't take it to heart. When he heard the monk talk about revolting against Master Xuan, his heart trembled.

I secretly thought about how such a rough-looking monk could be so familiar with Zen koans. I originally thought that he was just a fake monk, but from this point of view, this person must not be underestimated.

When the tenant was beating him with a stick, the monk first let go of the broken bowl. After avoiding the stick, he picked up the straight-falling broken bowl with his left hand. He put it down and picked it up in the flash of lightning.

If he had not possessed extremely advanced martial arts, he would never have been able to pick up the broken bowl with such ease and ease. Li Qiufeng stared at the monk and thought to himself: "Fengwei Village is just a small village.

, this monk is so powerful in martial arts that he found this place, so naturally he doesn’t really want to beg for help. I don’t know if he wants to deal with me, or if he wants to cause trouble for Sun Guangming and Su Yan.”

The shop owner saw the monk's evil smile and handed the broken bowl to him without knowing what was wrong. He became more and more annoyed. He turned to the two waiters and shouted: "Why don't you drive this wild monk out quickly?!"

The two waiters, one holding a broom and the other wielding a wooden stick, shouted and pushed towards the monk. The waiter holding the broom cursed: "Bald thief, if you don't leave, I will kill you."

I’m going to be rude to you!”

As he spoke, he pretended to smash the broom on the monk's head. But the monk didn't care and said with a smile: "Brother, don't make trouble. If you give the monk a bite of food, the monk will naturally turn around and leave."

The other waiter, however, had a hot temper. Seeing that the monk didn't know what to do, how could he hold it back? He waved the wooden stick in his hand and hit the monk on his left shoulder, and cursed viciously: "I asked you to toast me without eating."

You'll be fined! I'll break your arm to see if you still dare to be violent here!"

There was only a "bang" sound, and the wooden stick hit the monk's left shoulder, but it was like a hit. The monk seemed as if nothing had happened, still holding the broken bowl and looking at the shopkeeper with a smile.

The waiter holding the wooden stick was shaking all over, as if he didn't believe his eyes, and looked at the monk in horror. After a moment, he heard a "pop" sound, but his right hand trembled, and the wooden stick in his hand fell.

Arrived on the ground.

Everyone was gloating about the monk being beaten, but they didn't expect that he was not injured at all after being slapped with a stick. Everyone's faces suddenly changed color, knowing that this monk was by no means an ordinary person. Two timid tenants who were watching the fun noticed that

The situation was not good, so he quietly retreated into the corridor and ran away.

When the shop owner saw the waiter attacking so fiercely, the monk acted as if nothing had happened. He was extremely frightened and said in a trembling voice: "You, which temple are you from? I am a distant relative of Baozhi County. You, if you are here again

If you are messing around here, I will report it to the officials and they will arrest you..."

The monk sighed and said: "Originally it was just a matter of a bowl of leftovers, but the master has to go to see the official. Where can the monk reason?"

After the monk finished speaking, the smile on his face disappeared, he sighed, and slowly took back the broken bowl in his hand. His face originally had a strange expression, but now the smile disappeared and he looked extremely gloomy. Everyone looked at the monk at this time

They were all afraid, and no one dared to answer him when he spoke.

The monk slowly turned his head and glanced at everyone's faces one by one. When Li Qiufeng met his eyes, he saw that the monk's eyes were extremely deep, which was completely inconsistent with his ferocious face. He felt deeply in his heart.

I couldn't help but be shocked.

The monk sighed, turned around and walked out. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The shopkeeper only said that he had brought up the name of the county magistrate. Although the monk was arrogant, he was also afraid of the government, so he turned and ran away.

, so he became more courageous. He spat hard at the monk's back and cursed: "Bald thief, you look like you don't know the heights of heaven and earth. You were born to die of cold and hunger!"

Seeing that the monk was about to walk out, Li Qiufeng suddenly said: "Master, please stay, I have something to say!"

As soon as Li Qiufeng said this, everyone was shocked. Sun Guangming had already seen that the monk had martial arts, but he just didn't want to cause trouble. When he saw the monk turning around and leaving, he breathed a sigh of relief. Unexpectedly, Li Qiufeng

But he suddenly asked to stay. He was frightened and signaled with his eyes to ask Li Qiufeng not to mess with the monk. Li Qiufeng ignored him, stretched out his hand to push away the two tenants who were blocking him, and walked quickly to the place.

Behind the monk.

The monk turned around, glanced at Li Qiufeng, smiled, and said: "Okay, okay, the donor is really great."

Li Qiufeng said: "Master Li is impressed by his superb Buddhist teachings and profound martial arts skills. I don't know if master wants to do it here, or should we find another place?"

Everyone was even more frightened when they heard what Li Qiufeng said. Several tenants turned pale and fled to their respective guest rooms. The shopkeeper and the two waiters shivered and hid behind the counter, and the three of them huddled together.

I secretly thought of Amitabha Buddha in my heart. But I forgot that just now the three of them had cursed the thief, which offended the Buddha so much. I wonder if the Buddha will still keep the three of them safe."

The monk looked at Li Qiufeng and suddenly let out a long laugh, which shook the roof tiles and caused the dust on the roof to rustle down.

Sun Guangming didn't expect that the monk's internal energy was so profound. He was shocked. He couldn't help but take two steps back and reached for his waist. However, when he grabbed it, he found nothing. Then he remembered that he had just hurried out of the house.

He didn't even carry a long sword. When he was thinking about turning back to the guest room to get the sword, a person next to him handed over the long sword. Sun Guangming took a closer look and saw that the person handing the sword was Su Yan. It turned out that the monk had just copied the broken bowl.

When he held it in his hand, Su Yan also saw that the monk was a master of martial arts, and knew that there must be something strange about this man, so he turned to the guest room and took out his and Sun Guangming's long swords.

The monk's laughter just stopped, his eyes were fixed on Li Qiufeng, and the smile on his face slowly dissipated little by little. After a while, the monk said: "Let's do it here and break the tables, chairs, dishes, I'm afraid

If the boss wants to get angry, let's just sit outside and talk."

The innkeeper breathed a sigh of relief when he heard what the monk said. He looked at Li Qiufeng longingly, hoping that the two of them would leave the inn and go as far away as possible.

Li Qiufeng nodded and said: "This is the best."

When the monk saw Li Qiufeng nodding in agreement, he laughed, begged the alms bowl with his left hand, flicked his torn sleeve with his right hand, turned around and walked out of the shop.

Li Qiufeng followed the monk and was about to walk out. Suddenly he heard Sun Guangming say: "Master Li, please stay."

Li Qiufeng stopped, turned around and said to Sun Guangming: "Mr. Sun, Li will come back as soon as he goes. You can just wait in the inn."

Sun Guangming nodded, waved his right hand, and with a "whoosh" sound, he threw the police knife and scabbard handed to him by Su Yan towards Li Qiufeng.

Li Qiufeng stretched out his right hand and grabbed the police knife in his hand. But he heard Sun Guangming say: "Master Li, let's wait for you to come back and have a drink. I heard that the osmanthus-flavored wine in this shop smells good for hundreds of miles. Here we are.

Why don't you have a drink?"

Li Qiufeng smiled slightly and said: "Okay, okay, let's ask Mr. Sun to warm up a pot of wine. After Li comes back, we can have a nice drink."

At this time, the monk had walked outside the door. Hearing Li Qiufeng and Sun Guangming talking, he couldn't help but turn around and said loudly to Sun Guangming: "If you add a pot of wine, the monk can drink ten cups!

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Chapter completed!